Legacy of Lies

A legacy of lies parade down the promenade
as a magnificent matinee arouses an applaud.
A false fairytale weaves a wonderland
of twisted truths in sinking sand.

Your meek mask is dropping down
and showing sweat on your furrow frown.
An excruciating end is in store for such
a devilish doer with a treacherous touch.

I cultivate the cut off of your perverted placement
in my misrepresented life of being your basement.
Get going from this subject of simplicity
because I banish your dark duplicity.

You've left lines crossed and corrupt
having harbored your alibis so abrupt.
Leaving leftovers to repeatedly remind
me to withdraw wants to keep your kind.